Mask

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Can't you tell,
I’m, I'm unwell,
I’ve been letting myself
fall through.
This feeling is sad,
But maybe I'm glad
I'm feeling something brand new.

I've spent some time,
I’ve been filing what's wrong
and right.
I will hold a weapon,
here in my hands,
It's okay because I know my plans
Won't fall through,
Unlike you,
No one talks to,
No one asks,
No one cares about
your mask
you hold up
to your face…

Told I’m smart
‘Cause i’m terrified,
I’m falling apart.
There’s the urge,
in my heart
This pull,
To tell you
I, I don’t want you
in my life.
I'm sorry!
No, it's fine.
You think I don’t care,
I’m oblivious?
No, Uno Reverse
On you.

I've spent some time,
I’ve been filing what's wrong
and right.
I will hold a weapon,
here in my hands,
It's okay because
I know my plans
Won't fall through,
Unlike you,
No one talks to,
No one asks,
No one cares about
your mask
you hold up
to your face.
A symptomatic taste
Of defeat.
But you sit
And you stare
With a glare,
Then you reach for your mask
And put on your act…

Am I making this up?
I don't know.
Maybe I lie
to myself sometimes--
I wonder if it’s all
really your fault.
What do I do
To hurt you?
Can't make myself stop.
Your perception of me
Is lost.

Told I’m smart
‘Cause i’m terrified,
I’m falling apart.
There’s the urge,
in my heart
To change
Today.
But im so freaking tired,
I have nothing in me.
All of my wires
Have been pulled apart.
They are scarred and scared
And everywhere
I look
I'm smothered.
And I'm tired.
And--

I've spent some time,
I’ve been filing what's wrong
and right.
I will hold a weapon,
here in my hands,
It's okay because
I know my plans
Won't fall through,
Unlike you,
No one talks to,
No one asks,
No one cares about
your mask
you hold up
to your face.
A symptomatic taste
Of defeat.
But you sit
And you stare
With a glare
Then you reach for your mask
And put on your act.

Then you walk away
From the tears streaming down my face.
I know you saw me,
I know you know me,
I know what I look like,
I got the chance
To glance
in the mirror
At the horror
That is my pain.
Oh, you surely have nothing to gain
But fear if I leave
When I get the freedom
Of everything.
But you’ll miss me
doing your work
Doing the best I could.

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